Yunlan Pavilion is the place where Lingyun Village receives distinguished guests. It is located on the west side of the manor and is an independent loft.

Basically, almost every guest who is qualified to come to Lingyun Village has an extremely noble identity. Therefore, the layout of Yunlan Pavilion is undoubtedly very particular, without vulgar luxury, but with the ultimate antique, grand and dignified.

When he entered Yunlan Pavilion, Jiang Xu's eyes were attracted by the calligraphy and paintings on the walls on both sides of the hall.

At first glance, there are at least two or thirty calligraphy and paintings on the walls, and the standards of these calligraphy and paintings are high and low. However, what really attracts Jiang Xu is the signature of these calligraphy and paintings.

Some of those signers are not recognized by Jiang Xu, and as long as Jiang Xu knows them, they are almost all people standing at the peak of China's power.

While Jiang Xu was looking at him, Liu Zhining suddenly spoke, "Jiang Xu, every guest who has lived in Yunlan Pavilion will leave his handwriting here. Why not, you can leave one too, how about it?"

This is the rule of Yunlan Pavilion, which is the owner's attention to the guests and the guests' respect for the host.

In terms of identity, Jiang Xu is far from comparable to any of the guests before Yunlan Pavilion, but this does not mean that Jiang Xu does not have this qualification. If he does not have that qualification, Mr. Liu would not have arranged for Jiang Xu to rest in Yunlan Pavilion.

Liu Zhining knew what grandfather meant, but she didn't know whether Jiang Xu had some attainments in calligraphy and painting, so her words gave Jiang Xu a chance to choose.

"Okay, then I'll leave one."

Even though every guest had his handwriting, Jiang Xu naturally couldn't refuse anything. The most important thing was that this kind of calligraphy and painting was too simple for him, Jiang Xu.

Listening to what Jiang Xu said, a strange color suddenly flashed in Liu Zhining's eyes.

She could feel the confidence and calmness between Jiang Xu's words, which also means that Jiang Xu must have great confidence in his own calligraphy and painting skills, which made Liu Zhining feel a little more curious and expectant.

Then, Liu Zhining took Jiang Xu directly to the desk not far away. The desk had already been placed with pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and on the shelf next to it were all kinds of paper rolls.

Jiang Xu glanced at it and took out a roll of paper about half the size of a table.

Liu Zhining gently picked up the ink strips and grind the ink between the inkstones. Her movements were gentle and soothing. The black ink made her skin look whiter and smoother, giving people a pleasing and strong visual impact.

Jiang Xu closed his eyes and concentrated his mind. After Liu Zhi had ground the ink, he raised his pen and wrote, and the tip of the pen was like a dragon, dancing between the paper rolls.

The moment Jiang Xu wrote, Liu Zhining's beautiful eyes full of spiritual energy were already lit.

And when one font after another appeared in front of her, her beautiful little face was already filled with uncontrollable shock.

The river goes east, the waves wash away, the eternal heroes, the old building to the west...

A poem about the nostalgia of the Red Cliff gradually appears as Jiang Xu's writing.

Liu Zhining's eyes were almost deeply attracted. She had seen many people write this poem about Nostalgia in Chibi, including famous artists and great men, but no one could bring Liu Zhining the unparalleled impact at this moment.

Whether it was the strokes of the flowing pen or the extremely elegant font, Liu Zhining had an amazing visual impact. Not only that, each font seemed to have magical magic power, making her feel as if she saw scenes of magnificent domineering mountains and rivers, the majestic momentum of the Red Cliff, and the intense and shocking war.

Liu Zhining has always been very confident in her calligraphy, and even compared to those famous teachers, everyone is not inferior to those famous teachers. However, after seeing Jiang Xu's calligraphy and painting, she suddenly felt like a firefly facing the bright moon.

In front of Jiang Xu's calligraphy that can be described by magical skills, her calligraphy is almost like a child's toddler, and is not worth mentioning at all.

This made Liu Zhining look at Jiang Xu even more curious.

In her eyes, everything about Jiang Xu has become extremely mysterious. She is so young that she not only possesses unimaginable extraordinary medical skills, but also possesses calligraphy as magical skills.

Liu Zhining couldn't imagine how Jiang Xu learned all this.

Jiang Xu didn't know what Liu Zhining was thinking. This was the first time he had developed his calligraphy after he integrated the Emperor Soul Pearl. Everything was so natural and skillful, which made Jiang Xu very satisfied.

After the last stroke, a complete poem is perfectly presented between the paper scrolls and the fonts have a majestic momentum that cannot be described in words, just like a magnificent historical scroll.

"What a picture of nostalgia for the Red Cliff, Jiang Xu, your calligraphy skills are definitely the best among everyone I have ever met." Liu Zhining's voice gradually sounded, and there was still a bit of unavoidable shock in her tone.

Jiang Xu just smiled simply and didn't say anything, but put down the brush in his hand.

Seeing that Jiang Xu had no intention of writing again, Liu Zhining asked curiously: "Jiang Xu, don't you sign up?"

"No."

Jiang Xu shook his head gently, this volume of calligraphy and painting was completely enough.

Liu Zhining was stunned at first, but soon, she understood what Jiang Xu meant, which made her look at Jiang Xu's eyes, and a hint of admiration surged.

After thinking about it, Liu Zhining asked Jiang Xu with some trepidation: "Jiang Xu, can I ask you for a calligraphy and painting?"

As a calligraphy enthusiast, Liu Zhining naturally does not want to miss such an excellent opportunity. In her eyes, Jiang Xu's calligraphy is definitely of higher collectivity than the calligraphy of any famous master.

"No problem, what do you want?" Jiang Xu naturally wouldn't refuse such a small thing.

After thinking a little, Liu Zhining asked with some anticipation: "Jiang Xu, I want the song Yu Meiren by the Emperor of Tang, Li Yu, is it OK?"

"poppy!"

Listening to what Liu Zhining said, a strange smile flashed across Jiang Xu's face.

Liu Zhining actually wanted the song Yu Meiren by the Emperor of Tang, Li Yu. Jiang Xu didn't know whether to give her a genuine work of Li Yu. In the soul memory of the emperor he integrated was Li Yu.

As long as he was willing, he could write the same original work. Even the most outstanding calligraphy appraiser in the world would probably not be able to distinguish the authenticity.

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Under an ancient banyan tree in the backyard of Lingyun Village, Old Master Liu was sitting on a Grand Master's chair, and on both sides were the brothers Liu Linghua and Liu Lingqing.

He Changying and Liu Zhuoyuan were both standing under the eaves in the distance and did not get close because Mr. Liu had something to say to the Liu Linghua brothers at this moment.

Liu Linghua had already notified the kitchen to prepare lunch, and Liu Lingqing also contacted his confidant to buy what Jiang Xu needed. In almost half an hour, someone would deliver the things here.

"Ling Qing, do you know Jiang Xu's life experience?"

Mr. Liu's voice slowly rang out, and his calm gaze, which was like an ancient well, fell on Liu Lingqing.

"Dad, I have asked someone to check it out. He was born in Hu'an City and is now studying at Huyang University in Hu'an City. His father is Jiang Qiming, and he is the executive vice mayor of Hu'an City."

On the day when Liu Lingqing returned to Yanjing, he had arranged for someone to check Jiang Xu's identity and family background. In just a few days, he had almost found out everything Jiang Xu had since childhood.

Liu Lingqing paused slightly, and then he continued: "However, there is something strange. Jiang Xu seemed to have always been a playboy who only knows about eating, drinking and having fun. He didn't seem to have learned medical skills from traditional Chinese medicine. How could he suddenly have such amazing medical skills..."

This problem has been bothering Liu Lingqing for several days, and he has never understood it in his heart.

Listening to what Liu Lingqing said, a wise light suddenly flashed between Mr. Liu's turbid old eyes, and then said lightly: "Ling Qing, there are many things in this world that cannot be seen clearly by the naked eye. If you can't see through it, don't deliberately pursue the answer."

"I understand, dad, I'm just a little curious." Liu Lingqing nodded seriously.

"This child is not simple, very extraordinary. He has a very special aura. It gives me the feeling that it is like a giant dragon looking down at the world."

As he said that, Mr. Liu's eyes slowly looked towards the direction of Yunlan Pavilion.

Liu Linghua and Liu Lingqing looked at each other, their faces full of horror. They did not expect that the old man would give Jiang Xu such an amazing evaluation.

Moreover, they knew very well how profound the old man’s skills of taking pictures were, and they could even be described as a transformation state.

The old man either doesn’t say it, but if he says it, it’s almost certain.

And Mr. Liu looked deeply at the sky above Yunlan Pavilion, then slowly withdrew his gaze and said in a tone full of meaning: "I have a premonition that this child may really be able to look down on this earth like a dragon one day. If he can extend his life for five years this time, then our Liu family will use this kindness to assist him in the future."

"dad."

This time, Liu Linghua and Liu Lingqing were really stunned.

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There is another chapter to update, and it is still updated at twelve o'clock. Although there are only two chapters, they will all be chapters of nearly 3,000 words.
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